Friday, January 31, 2003

Grace of God



Coyote in the breakdown lane

furled out sideward



Incisors bared

in the deep concentration

of death



Why did you leave your brothers

to range along this shallow asphalt?



What made you stray

from the reassuring pack?



Was it this long winter's brief overnight thaw?

Did some smaller creature lead you here?

Hunger or insanity?



Varmint dog



Why do I feel so akin?